this fear of self that's deep instilled,
a piece of dirt's a piece of shit
never will I lean against the meanings, there's a reason there
beacons never beam 'emself
the secrets held are deep within
and maybe they be worthless
یا خیلی خیلی هوشگل
the type that rob your focus
I'm flowing outta' orbit, superstardom's bullshit
glory to the chosen, oppses rigamortis
